Chapter 10: The Way Decisions Are Made
Author:Cloud9WithSugar
Summary: They went through everything together, but he decides he wants no more. His new life deserves a better companion, so he leaves the only person that's ever cared about him. Years later, he sees her again and that heart starts beating. MamoruxUsagi
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Currently Broken
Previously on Currently Broken…..
Mamoru slowly ripped the side of the envelope, careful not to harm the letter inside. He threw the envelope to the side, and held the letter, not unfolding it just yet. He looked up at Motoki. "I guess this is it."
"Oh Usagi, I really like this design but I fear I would look immensely big in it."
Raye snorted quietly at Usagi's expression. She quickly covered it with a cough when her boss raised an eyebrow in her direction.
"No, Mrs. Blanc, I assure you this is very appropriate for you. And if you don't like it once I started working on it, we can always tweak it and work around it." Usagi promised.
Mrs. Blanc nodded. "Quite right dear. Let's do it. But I'm still going to insist you think about adding those cute ruffles to the design, I am quite fond of them. Let me wash up before you start pining those awful pointy things on me." She walked off of the little platform and out of the bedroom door.
Usagi sighed and started picking through different fabrics from her sample table. She could feel the eyes of the other woman on her back, waiting for an appropriate time to speak to her. Usagi turned and reached for her wrist pin cushion to preparation. Raye did not disappoint.
"How old are your sons?" Usagi groaned internally. She didn't have anything against Raye, but she knew this line of questioning went into territories that were very uncomfortable for her, especially after her ordeal with Mamoru.
"Five." She answered simply, hoping that it would be the end of it. Raye nodded. But she wasn't a person to be stopped by a curt voice.
"Do they have siblings?" She asked, casually glancing at Usagi's design.
"Nope." Raye shot a dirty look at Usagi's back, her curiosity not being satisfied.
"What does your husba-" Usagi quickly turned around and interrupted her .
"-Raye, look I had an extremely stressful week and now I'm at work. I don't think it's appropriate for me to discuss these issues while I'm working." Usagi felt bad, but it was the truth. She just couldn't handle talking about Mamoru again today. Surprisingly, her words didn't faze Raye one bit.
"I'm sorry. I was just trying to make small talk." Raye smiled. "I'm pretty sure that I'll be the one calling you from now on, so I just thought maybe we'd get to know each other a little better." She shrugged. Usagi nodded.
"I appreciate it." She turned around again, needing something else from her box. Usagi sighed quietly, knowing well that she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight if she left the conversation like this.
"You know?" She spoke up. "I'm really tired and drained, but I can still listen." She offered softly. Raye laughed.
"How kind of you." She replied in a dry tone, making Usagi laugh as well. Usagi shrugged. "I try."
"Well," Raye started. She walked over to the seats by the window and sat down gingerly, aware that she would have to jump up any moment now, when her boss walked back in.
"My name is Raye Hino. I don't have kids or am married. I've been slaving – eherm – working for Mrs. Blanc for about three years now." Usagi looked at her in surprise.
"I've never seen you before." She stated. Raye rolled her eyes.
"I've been the assistant of the assistant for the longest time. The underdog of the underdog, so to speak."
"Ah." Usagi nodded. "And now you have the honor to serve-"
"-Serve who?" They both turned to see Mrs. Blanc walking into the room. Usagi cleared her throat.
Ray shot her a comical look. "I have to report for jury duty. The honor to serve my country." Usagi's eyes widened funnily. She was trying hard to keep herself from laughing.
Mrs. Blanc nodded gravely. "Yes, one must never forget her loyalty to her country." She stated in a serious stone.
Usagi nodded quickly when Mrs. Bland glanced at her. "Of course." She saw Raye turn around quickly, her hand covering her mouth. Mrs. Blanc stepped up on the platform again.
"My dear, while I was in the restroom I thought that maybe we could add little Diamonds to the dress as well, wouldn't it be perfectly posh?" Usagi bit her lip, trying hard not to laugh. Every time she started a new piece for Mrs. Blanc, she would suggest that they add Diamonds no matter what the design looked like. Of course, Usagi didn't have the luxury of adding whatever items Mrs. Blanc wanted to. the dress. The design reflected her taste and abilities. She sighed, going over the same speech she used every time Mrs. Blanc had another suggestion.
"I don't know about this design. It really calls for something more simple. Perhaps you can wear Diamond jewelry for the dress?" Mrs. Blanc nodded in agreement.
"Yes, of course. Perfect opportunity to show those other women what real valuable jewelry looks like." She looked at Usagi for sympathy. "Doesn't it irritate you too, dear when women wear cheap pieces and parade them around with such an unnecessary attitude? My goodness, I almost cannot stop myself from saying something." Raye raised her eyebrows in Usagi's direction. Usagi shook her head, amused at the troubles of Mrs. Blanc.
"Not everyone has excellent taste." She replied, making Raye roll her eyes at her. Usagi shrugged in her direction when Mrs. Blanc turned around.
'She pays me,' she mouthed to Raye, careful so that Mrs. Blanc could not see her in the mirror.
Raye pointed at her and mouthed 'Cheap,' back, making Usagi snort out loud. Usagi quickly excused herself to run to the bathroom, where she started muffling her mad laughter.
Back in the room, Mrs. Blanc glanced at Raye.
"Such a nice woman, but she does behave a little oddly sometimes." Raye nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
Mamoru was aware that he had been staring at his office ceiling for hours now. He was a robot today. He woke up, dressed himself, and drove himself to the office almost as if on autopilot, not aware of anything. He sighed, his memories not leaving him alone.
FLASHBACK
Mamoru ran to the Taxi station, extremely aware of the time and cursing at himself for being late. He saw a familiar figure at the stop waiting for him. Mamoru stopped himself in time, almost running into the brunette.
"You're late, Mamoru." Makoto said sternly, angry at having waited for half an hour. Mamoru bent over, exhausted after running for almost a mile. He could barely speak, aware that he almost burnt out at the speed he was running.
"I know, I'm sorry. I had a few troubles." Makoto sighed. "That's fine. I have all the food you wanted. I didn't have the ingredients for lasagna, so I made stuffed shells. It shouldn't be a problem with Usagi though." Mamoru nodded and took out 40 dollars out of his wallet. Makoto gave him an incredulous look. "May I ask what you are doing?" Mamoru shook his head. "Makoto, just let me pay for the cost of the ingredients. All the things you made weren't cheap."
Makoto shook her head. "I had all the ingredients, didn't you just hear me about changing to another dish because I didn't go buy it? And this is going to make my best friend really happy, so I don't mind one bit. And if you insist," said after seeing his expression,"-then I'll call her right now and tell her you're planning to propose!" She threatened. Mamoru put both his hands up, before stuffing the money into his jeans pocket.
"I got the message." Makoto smiled.
"Ok, so what's the plan?" Mamoru picked up the basket.
"You're going to go over Usagi's house. Tell her whatever you need to and plead with her to go away for a couple of days." Makoto shook her head.
"You know her father, he'll never let her leave on such short notice to a location he hasn't investigated thoroughly." Mamoru laughed. "Don't worry, I wasn't about to propose to my girlfriend without telling her parents first. I talked to them a week ago, and they were the ones that suggested their cabin. Apparently it belonged to Ikuko's father and Usa loved it there." Makoto clapped her hands, the planned events finally making her react.
"Ok, so convince her to go there?" Mamoru shook his head.
"No, you don't suggest it. Just make sure that Ikuko is within hearing range when you tell her you want to go away for a couple of days. She's going to suggest it." Mamoru looked at Makoto. "Less suspicious that way. And then you gather your stuff and head right away to the cabin. Make sure she wears the dress I gave you yesterday. Tell her it's a gift or that you're going somewhere. Anything. And then-" Mamoru stopped talking when he realized that the cab drivers were listening to him, smirking. He sighed and took a step closer to Makoto. "Just in case, let's talk about this somewhere else."
"I can't believe my parents let me come here without them!" Usagi squealed as she ran into the Cabin. Makoto shook her head before heading in herself.
"Maybe they're finally realizing that you're grown up now!" Makoto exclaimed. Usagi rolled her eyes. "As if, something will definitely come out of this." She said. "But for now, we're going to enjoy our time here!" She yelled and jumped on the couch. "Ugh, I just wish we had gotten here earlier. We could've swum!" Makoto nodded.
"It's okay. We can still go out." Usagi shook her head. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but we're pretty much isolated from the world. Nothing here but trees and water." Makoto bit her lip.
"Then why don't we dress up and have our own party! We have a house, booze, and music!" Usagi laughed. "I came here with only bikinis. We can have a bikini dress up if you want?" She suggested, jumping back up again. Makoto turned around, careful to mask her expression.
"Well I thought we'd be going out here so I brought a couple of dresses. You can wear them of course." She offered. Usagi put their beer in the fridge and turned around. "Awesome! And we can take pictures! Perfect girls night out!" She paused, her nose crunched up. "Except that we're not actually going out." Makoto laughed . "Do you want to see my dresses?"
"Hey, what are those lights on the lake?" Makoto asked, careful to keep her voice casual. Usagi quickly made her way to the window to see what her friend was talking about. She stared at the lights intently, not sure what they were.
"I don't know. That's weird, the only other house here is empty. At least I thought so." She answered. Makoto looked at her. "Let's go explore."
Usagi shook her head. "Are you crazy? What if there are murderers and cannibals out there?" Her friend laughed.
"Usa, if there are murderers and cannibals out there and they want us, a wooden door is not going to stop them." She pointed at the door. "They could break that down no problem." Usagi looked at her. "Are you trying to reassure me or make me pee my pants?"
"Come on! Nothing's going to happen. Someone obviously decorated the deck for the summer nights. Let's go enjoy them! We got so pretty, at least the fish can appreciate it!"
Usagi sighed. "Fine, but if I get eaten tonight by a tall bushy bearded man, I'm going to haunt you forever!" Makoto laughed. "If you die, chances are that I'll die, too! Come on!" Makoto grabbed Usagi's arm and made her way outside. They stopped when they reached the part of the lake in front of the cabin. Makoto glanced around for a way to the deck, frowning when she couldn't a path.
"Is there no direct way to the deck?" She asked Usagi.
Usagi shook her head. "No, you have to go through the woods." Makoto nodded. "Alright then!" I'm going to kill Mamoru, she thought to herself. What if there were cannibals there? She didn't want to die because of a stupid proposal!
The girls walked through the woods for a few minutes, Makoto aware that Usagi was glancing at every direction in terror. She chuckled to herself. Right when they reached the edge of the long deck, Makoto turned around and put her hand to her mouth. Usagi's alarm grew.
"What? WHAT?" She yelled, frantically looking around. She grabbed Makoto's arm and planted herself to her side. Makoto burst out laughing. "Nothing, silly! We just forgot the booze!" Usagi closed her eyes and exhaled in relief. "I'm pretty sure I peed my pants a little!"
Makoto snorted. She glanced back at the direction they just came from. "Shit! Ok, you go to the end of the deck and wait. I'll go get the booze, ok?" Usagi shook her head frantically. "No! We can't separate, that's how they get picked off in movies!" Makoto rolled her eyes.
"You're not coming with me into the woods again! You almost had a heart attack!" Usagi nodded, aware that Makoto was speaking the truth. "Ugh! Fine! But you better run really quickly, Makoto-chan! I'm scared!" Makoto nodded.
"I'll be really quick, I promise. You go ahead!" She said, before turning around and entering the woods again. Usagi inhaled slowly, willing her heart rate to slow down.
"Calm down, Usagi. No one's here." She said out loud, to calm herself. Usagi gulped, and started walking, slowly making her way to the deck. She barely noticed the lights, aware of every noise. She could hear the water streaming by the rocks to the edge of the deck, owls hooting, and crickets. "No one's here. You're safe. Nobody, see?" She said again. After a few minutes, Usagi came close to the main part of the deck. She stopped, confusion coming over her face.
There in front of her, was a beautifully decorated table. It had a beige table cloth, the edges detailed with dark blue lace. There were various dishes on the table as well, highlighted by the beautiful blue candles. Usagi glanced around, not seeing anyone.
We're interrupting a private party, she thought, ready to turn and leave. Right as she was turning, something caught her attention on the table. Stepping close, she touched a familiar locket laying on one of the plaes. Curiosity getting the better of her, Usagi pried the locket open. She grew even more confused when she saw a picture of her and Mamoru inside.
"Good catch, I thought you were going to leave." Usagi shouted in surprise, bringing her elbow instinctively behind, making contact with a hard chest. Mamoru grunted, and bent over in pain. Usagi quickly turned around and stared at her boyfriend in horror.
"MAMO-CHAN! I'M SO SORRY!" She yelled, stunned at the turn of events. She leant close to him, trying to see where she hit him. He laughed, before it turned into painful gasps. "You didn't recognize my voice?" He whispered, voice cracking. Usagi shook her head frantically. "No, I swear!" She hovered close to her beloved, examining his face.
"I'm so so so sorry! I was really scared and you came out of nowhere!" She wailed, pouting at her boyfriend. Mamoru sighed, his amusement apparent. "At least now I know you can defend yourself." He stated dryly. Usagi nodded, before she froze.
"Mamo-chan! What are you doing here?" She screamed. Before he answered, she pointed at the table. "Did you do this?" Mamoru nodded.
"I thought we needed a special night." Usagi grinned and jumped at him, putting her arms around his neck. He laughed and hugged her back, hiding his grimace. She slowly untangled herself from him and grinned up at him.
"How long did it take you to do this?" She asked. "And Makoto helped?" She paused and looked at the woods. "Oh my god! Where is Makoto?!" Usagi yelled. Mamoru laughed and stopped her from running towards the woods.
"One, can you please stop yelling? And two, I called her. She's safe in the cabin, waiting for a cab." He took a little remote control from his pants pocket, and pointed it at the stereo. Music started playing from the various speakers placed all around the deck. The mood was more intimate now, the romantic tunes setting the night. "Now, if you don't have any more questions Usako, let's get back to our night."
Usagi frowned. "I have lots of questions." Mamoru shook his head. "That my dear, was a hint for you to kindly shut up." He joked, not falling for Usagi's pout. "You're so mean!"
Mamoru placed Usagi's arms around his neck, before placing his hands on Usagi's lower back "I really am not."
They started swaying to the music, their movements slow. Usagi blushed at Mamoru's intent gaze. She placed her head on his chest, sideways and closed her eyes. They stayed in that position for a while, swaying back and forth to the music. Mamoru realized that he was getting more nervous by the second. He absolutely could not wait until the end of the night to ask her. He cleared his throat softly and took a step back from his beloved. Usagi sighed in utter bliss at the night, not aware of her boyfriend's mood change. She looked at him and smiled, making his heart flutter.
Mamoru took both her hands in his and inhaled.
"Usako, I love you. I've been in love with you ever since you threw that shoe at my head when you were fourteen." He paused and cleared his throat, afraid that he was starting to sound like a crazy hormone induced teenager. "We didn't always get along but, I always knew that I wanted to be with you. I didn't have a family. Never wished for one because I didn't know what it felt like, to be loved. But then you came along and you showed me." He paused again, aware that he was tearing up slightly, along with his girlfriend. "You're my family. You're my Usako, the love of my life. I'm grateful everyday that you were born, that I was the one who got the chance to meet with you, and be with you. We have our days when we have the most ridiculous fights, but I wouldn't change that for the world." He let go of her left hand and reached into his pocket, slowly withdrawing a little box. He bent down on one knee, smiling when he heard Usagi gasp.
"I want to grow old with you Tsukino Usagi, will you let me?" He tried to be still. It was no use, he was shaking from his toes to his head. Usagi was nodding at him, tears spilling over her cheeks. Before he could put the ring on her finger, she jumped on his and sprawled them both onto the deck.
END OF FLASHBACK
Mamoru cleared his throat. He reached for his bottle of water and took a sip. He turned around, and faced the window. He didn't want anybody to see him in that state.
Diamond leaned against the side of the building when he saw Usagi exit it. He frowned. She was dressed up, as if she was going out. Careful not to be seen by her, he walked behind a white van parked on the street. She was refusing to answer his calls and text messages. He had lost count of his calls, her silence infuriating him. They were perfect together and she couldn't see that. Not yet anyways. Not with her husband still in the picture.
Usagi stood in front of the glass doors of her ex husband's office, Mamoru's name on the sign almost broke her resolve. She quickly opened the doors and swept in, knowing that if she waited any longer, she would chicken out and run home.
She stepped into a wide hallway, a receptionist desk placed right in the middle of it. She could see two hallways leading to offices to the back to either side of the reception desk, clearing forcing a encounter with the front desk personnel before meeting with anybody else. She looked at the receptionist after her inspection, only to see the sharp looking women glancing suspiciously at her.
Usagi gave her a tentative smile and walked to the desk.
"Hello, I'm here to meet with Mamo-, Chiba Mamoru." She told the woman. The woman, whose name tag read Esmeraude, smiled at her coldly.
"Do you have an appointment?" Usagi realized that Esmeraude knew fully well that she didn't have an appointment, but asked to establish her superiority in the situation.
"No, I don't." Esmeraude tilted her head to the side, in mock sympathy.
"Then I cannot let you in, I'm sorry. Meetings are by appointments only." Usagi wanted to roll her eyes at Esmeraude's obvious power trip. The annoying woman was actually doing her a favor, she was aiding her determination to meet with Mamoru.
"Could you do me a favor? Could you just give him a quick call to check?" Esmeraude shook her head.
"I assure you that Mr. Chiba won't be able to see any guests at this time, his schedule will not permit any interruptions."
"And I assure you that if I leave today without seeing him and he finds out that you hindered me, you won't be working here anymore." Esmeraude glared fiercely at Usagi, but Usagi could see doubt in her expression. Usagi knew it was wrong of her to threaten the woman with her job, but she was being unreasonable. All she needed to do was call Mamoru and confirm before dismissing her.
"Your name?" Esmeraude asked curtly. "Usagi." The receptionist didn't need to know her last name, Mamoru would recognize the first name right away.
Esmeraude slowly picked up her phone and pressed a button, presumably the one that would link her to Mamoru's phone.
"Sir, a woman is here to see you. No, sir, she doesn't have an appointment but she assured me that you would want to see her. Yes, her name is Usagi." Esmeraude nodded at whatever Mamoru said and hung up the phone. She quickly stood up and offered Usagi a much warmer smile.
"Please follow me, ma'am." Usagi stopped herself from laughing in Esmeraude's face. Mamoru obviously had denoted the importance of Usagi's visit and Esmeraude now understood that Usagi's threat, albeit half hearted, was real. Both the womens' heels were making clicking sounds as they walked down the hallway to the left of the reception desk, echoing along the quiet hallway.
Esmeraude stopped in front of the last door gave it three quick raps. She opened the door after she heard her boss say "Come in."
"Miss Usagi, Mr. Chiba." Usagi slowly stepped into the office, trying to delay the inevitable. She noticed Esmeraude watching them, obviously expecting a great greeting.
Mamoru stood up and gestured to one of the seats in front of his desk. "Please, take a seat." Usagi made her way to the seat and slowly sank down, regret slowly darkening her expression. Her ex husband looked at Esmeraude.
"I'd like a cup of coffee and-" He glanced expectantly at Usagi. Usagi shook her head. "I'm good, thank you." Mamoru chuckled.
"A cup of coffee for me and Iced Tea for Usagi, extra sweet." Usagi rolled her eyes. Esmeraude quickly nodded and stepped out of the office, closing the door behind her.
Mamoru made his way to his seat. He leaned back and stared at Usagi.
"This is a surprise." Usagi nodded.
"How's your hand?" She asked him. Mamoru smiled and held up his bandaged hand.
"It's good. The wounds were shallow."
Usagi nodded. She didn't offer an explanation for her visit, instead making her ex husband initiate a topic. Mamoru sighed.
"If this is about the whole twin debacle, I get it. I'm not the father and I'm sorry for bothering you." Usagi looked up at Mamoru in surprise. "What?" Mamoru held up his hands.
"Look, when I saw them and they looked just like me I went crazy. I should have just trusted that you would tell me the truth. I know now. You're probably here to tell me to leave it alone because of your proof. I believe you now. You don't have to."
Usagi cleared her throat. She was trying really hard to hide her confusion from Mamoru. She didn't know if he was playing a trick on her. "What are you saying?"
Mamoru stared at her. "The letter you sent me, with the DNA test results. Don't worry, I believe it. You don't have the means or the deviance to fake the results."
Usagi looked at the other seat in front of her in confusion. Somehow Mamoru believed the twins were not his, and she didn't know if this was her out of the situation. But who had sent him the letter? What did it mean? Usagi took a deep breath and made a decision she knew she could come to regret greatly one day.
"Mamoru, I didn't send you a letter." Mamoru looked at her. "I know you didn't." He rummaged through his drawer and took an opened envelope out.
"You requested a DNA test, and here are the results. The company sent me the letter, not you. At first I didn't know where you could've gotten a sample of my blood from, but you probably just took one of the bloody glass shards. Very clever of you."
Usagi shook her head. "I didn't."
"Then how did you obtain a part of my DNA?" Mamoru didn't understand what Usagi was trying to tell him. She was fidgeting in her seat, the look of confusion never leaving her face.
"I didn't obtain a DNA sample from you because I never requested a test. I never contacted that company, I have nothing to do with them. I didn't even know this was happening." Mamoru stared at her.
"If it wasn't you, who would want this? Who would want to prove that I'm not the father?" He waved the envelope in his hand. Usagi stared at it. She licked her lips. Before she could say anything, there were three knocks on the door. Esmeraude quickly opened the door and walked in with the drinks.
She placed them both on the table before making her way quickly out of the office. The quick interruption was enough time for Mamoru to gather his thoughts and try to understand what Usagi was telling him.
"You didn't order the test." He stated. Usagi nodded.
"Then.." he paused. "Then...are the results true?" Usagi looked up at him, surprised to see an expression she did not recognize.
Mamoru swallowed. "Usagi, are the results in this letter the truth?" Usagi opened her mouth.
"No." She said softly. Mamoru gripped the letter.
"You're the father." Usagi offered further. Mamoru stared at her, never breaking eye contact.
Usagi felt vulnerable. She was trapped in the office of her ex husband, who was previously convinced that he wasn't the father only to hear otherwise from her. He kept staring at her, prompting her to look away. The minutes ticked by, the tension rising. He didn't say anything, but his hand was turning white from the pressure he was putting on the letter. His expression portrayed the epitome of darkness, the polite man that greeted her nowhere in sight.
Usagi looked at the letter in his hand again.
"Look, I'm not going to lie to you. -"
"You've been lying to me!" He accused, his sudden contribution to the conversation surprising her. Usagi's eyes closed.
"I'm not going to lie to you about the reason I decided to tell you the truth." She clarified.
"I wouldn't have come here if they didn't wonder about their father. I didn't decide to tell you the truth because you've been harassing me for the last couple of weeks." Her hands gripped her purse. "But, they asked about you...again. They wanted to know who you were and where you were, when you would see them, I...I can't keep lying to them."
She squared her shoulders, afraid that she was coming off as a weak mother whose pathetic lie to her sons had backfired. When Mamoru didn't offer a reply to her brief explanation, she cleared her throat and decided ask him something else.
"Who would send you such a letter? Who would try to convince you that you aren't the father?" She questioned him, uncomfortable about this occurrence. She knew he had someone mind, his slight scowl a dead giveaway. Yet, she also knew of someone that would attempt such a cover up and it worried her. Was it Diamond?
Mamoru seemed to snap out of his dark thoughts. . "When can I meet them?" He completely ignored her question, further proving that he suspected someone. Usagi shook her head.
"I don't know. I don't know how to go about this. Do you even want to be in their lives or were you just trying to prove a point?" Mamoru glared at her, insulted by her words.
"I've been asking you to tell me if they are my sons or not for weeks now and you ask me if it was about trying to prove a point?" She didn't cower from his glare. "Can you blame me?" She asked quietly, her simple question conveying the proof of their history.
"I am their father. I want to be in their lives." Mamoru stated forcefully. She nodded.
"I don't want to hurry this. I thought that with the help of a therapist -"
Mamoru interrupted her. "-a therapist?" He scoffed. "I'm not waiting that long."
"This isn't about you!" She exclaimed, loudly. She huffed.
"This is about my sons-"
"Our sons, Usagi. Our." Mamoru corrected her. Usagi shook her head at him.
"You are just their biological father right now, Mamoru. Nothing more."
"And whose fault is that?" Usagi stood up. "Not mine." Mamoru stood up, too, ready to stop her from leaving just yet. She held her hand up.
"I should leave you alone to think about this. And while you are at it, maybe you want to try to remember the last conversation we had before the divorce, to see whose fault it really is." She quickly stalked out of his office, slamming the door loudly behind her.
Usagi hurried down the long hallway, wishing herself out of the building as soon as possible. She didn't spare Esmeraude a look, rolling her eyes at the woman's fake goodbye.
The end. haha just kidding! I really wanted Usagi to tell him herself. I didn't want him to find out from other people. I wanted to show you guys that she has the strength to confront an asshat like Mamoru! ^_^
I'm sorry about Grammar and Vocabulary mistakes. I didn't have time to properly edit them! I just wanted you guys to read them right away! THANK YOU